(Gift of Gab) And I come this
(scratched) got a few things I wanna say
(Gift of Gab) I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not 'cause the wrath of the gift be hittin' ya spliff And a lot of the crews got and yelled RAID Like a couple of roaches, as approaches, a brother'll this Another ferocious jam, I smother the I hover the land of lame emcees that dont blow I'm poppin' the clip and then bo bo the gun And a once in a munch chest, in peace And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees sounds like these Run over enemies and I in the west Dark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere when I'm here, earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet I'm a dog, through the jungle wit a hoodie and black hat choppin ?noonsies? Not a frog, cunning yet I'm do the jewels tack wack talkin clowns Tip me, I'ma 'em all around, bust a front With a fat blunt swinging on a in the homeland I'ma tack 'em in the sound punks when the rap bump Springin on the rhyme I man Gifted when I'm off a spliff hit, reminisce shit, riff dipshits This shit is the mischievous of the gifted, I'm a whiz kid, get a kid Swingin' down low, breakin' flows with a new flow medley outgrow you step back To the black with a fat rap with a fat with a little bit a in my napsack Take it back to the brother and I was stupid idiots like Tarzan Givin' back to the brother man and get land, man gimme it, its How and tight wishin' into the depths up in the sound in the of the jungle wild with the art of the rumble, never amount to be than Dumbo 'em mumble, make 'em humble, Get me from the start, you will crumble, and you tumble, and you And I do it like From the end to the end never gonna end, set a trend the maniac mic clutch Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you your day job my never know the right touch Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell to a beat Rappers fail to attack me, like a with the slack g I 'em like acne, exactly UGH
(spoken) Mindless cretins through idiosynchrosy up, rising up, down
(Lateef) Steppin' up the deep, dank murkiness No telling is lurking I hero it, but will I a jerkin I proceed to bust a 'cause I trust the finer design in the of the rhyme Just impossible to find What a disgrace to the race of wack I am because I to stand my ground FIRM and the rhythm the vermin and learnin' All I know is we've every entry attained And strained the game, and what I'm tryin' to explain is The we're creepin' the more we find sleepin' And slippin' just shootin' dead on a mission Its missin' the reason the gift we've given the rhythm 'cause that the way we've been livin And thrive in the essence, survive and its To recognize analyzing ?the bo? Surprises the lame in this and tryin' To get you to buy into their world Can it be the ?emina? bones of the fellas and men thats my culture Can't understand every breast you touch was as up scun? be one hung motherfucker Such as nowadays, its fallin' and splinterin', timber, instead of Gettin out of my way, and I'm -- meaning to say is that The canopy that covers me now is the blackest, attack I we already established the wackness in the cemented jungle by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' tumblin' me in a cannibalistic style, but I just smile and Silence 'em the lambs, they all the whole flock We just one magic style I'm gettin' 'em off like crack viles, and wicked the whole while Not trippin no vines, or over no swine, or over no mines Or over no line at the of whippin' 'em like a glock in the jungle
(spoken) Now in the of the journey Not in time, but in the the camels being loaded up The men, loading up a long journey -- the oasis is all in the clamor As we start from the top we go to the very Of a myserious place -- a very mysterious What's I see? Ahhhh
(Lyrics Born) I can't even describe you, so I ain't gon' try...hmmmm Making of mc Asia is now this I dont dispute but you knew You knew Lyrics Born was a off note sheet of a hundred And you scrape the off your bumpers making sure you beat the buzzer Making sure Lyrics Born came out his stomach covered the lyrics that kill No bumper, right? mo'fucka I know you can make rhyme And have the goddamn planet yellin uncle at you and even Still take the time big up ?egg?, can you imagine? Big up Asia Born, little bottle Or that you would even be lightly concerned with little, little That you would tug at the line, the kind Of lyrics out my mouth that make me big bad don, takin' kids' legs You even back a sliver roach, you know That type shit, and then watch me wreck stage Boy I got your daddy's style hangin' around my waist And then watch me -- the way Good lyrics taste, thinkin' I just little rabbit eyes in your heart Man, 'cause if I it was just Lyrics Born made lyrics born, lyrics born And then suddenly I can't do no more, I'd be "Do you remember me?" No, And you used to play my record on the way to the